500 Miles

If you miss the train I'm on Then you'll know that I have gone You can hear the whistle blow a 100 miles A 100 miles, a 100 miles A 100 miles, one hundred miles You can hear the whistle blow a 100 miles Teardrops fell on mama's note When I read the things she wrote She said, "We miss you, hon, we love you, come on home" Well, I didn't have to pack I had it all right on my back Now I'm 500 miles away from home Lord, I'm 1, Lord, I'm 2 Lord, I'm 3, Lord, I'm 4 Lord, I'm 500 miles away from my home All these years and all these roads Never lead me back to you I'm always 500 miles away from home Away from home, away from home Always out here on my own I'm still 500 miles away from home I'm still 500 miles away from home